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Full text of "Dan Dare's Eagle Magazine: First 10 Issues published in 1950"

EAGLE - THE NEWJi NATIONAL STRIP CARTOON WEEKLY 



DAN DARE 



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Chapter 9 
Pru to the Rescue/ 



PR U was beginning to recover from 
tlie efioets of the anaesthetic the 
gangsters had given Iter, and she 
wanted to get up. 

"'You'll slay where you arc until the Doc- 
tor's been," pronounced her mother. "It's a 
wonder my hair isn't grey, with two children 
like you and Ken. 1 didn't dare tell your Dad 
what you'd been up to, but 1 shall have to 
when he gels home from work." 

"Your hair i.vgoinga bit grey. Mum," said 
Pru. "Here, bend over and I'll pull the worst 
ones out for you." 

Her mother benl over the bed obediently. 

"I wonder where Ken has got to? It 
sliouldn'i have taken him ail this time to sec 
■ he Vicar about the football pitch. Ouch!" 

"Sorry, did that hurt?" Pru surveyed her 
handiwork. "Now, that's a Im better! "She 
put her arms round Iter mother and kissed 
her soundly. "You're pretty marvellous, 
Mum," she said. "You haven't fussed a bit." 

"It's. no good getting worked up," replied 
her mother, tidying her hair at the mirror. "1 
should never gel anything done if 1 wasted 
my time worrying about you and Ken. I've 
taught you to do what's right, and I pray for 
you regularly, so why he anxiousT' 

"You're (he best Mum anyone ever had," 
cried Pru warmly. "Sh! Was lhal the door?" 

"Il'll be Dr. Briggs - and look at Ihe stale of 
this room!" She bustled round, straightened 
the bed and darted down Ihe stairs. A few 



Jim begun w swarm up Bmnt the window 



moments later the Doctor came into the 

"No, don't bother - 1 expect you've plenty 
to do," he called over his shoulder. He closed 
the door, and peered at Pru over his spec- 
tacles. She grinned at him cheerfully, and Ike 
gave her a fearsome scowl. 

"Ought to be spanked!" he growled. 

"What, in my slate of health?" 

The Doctor snorted, and sat down. 

"Aren't you going to listen to me through 
thai Ihingummyjig?" enquired Pru disap- 
pointedly. 

"I'm going to listen to you, bul not 
through my stethoscope." staled Ihe Doctor. 
"Now, young woman, Cw been kept in die 
dark too long. You just lell me what's been 
going on all nighl!" 

Pru hesitated. She didn't know veiy much, 
and she hadn't ycl made sense of what she 
did know. 

''1 was hoping you A be able to tell me 
something," interrupted Pru. "All I know is 
that Jim found a wounded man in a cellar, 
and when Ken and f went lo rescue him. he 
wasn't there. We went with Dick Raw!- 
ings— " 

"Don't you mention Dick Rawlings to 
me!" exploded the Doctor. "Spends the 
night wearing out my beautiful new car, and 
when he finally brings it back he says he can't 
stop to explain why he had lo borrow it, 
except that he and Ray were chasing a gang 
of crooks who were after our atomic secrets." 

Pru sat up sharply. 

"Ray? What Ray? Not Jim's cousin!" 

"Thai's the one." 

"But he's dead! His jet-plane crashed into 
the sea olT Iceland Iwo years ago. Poor Jim 
was terribly cut up about il." 

"1 may not be much of a doctor," mouthed 
Dr. Briggs in exasperation, "but 1 have 
managed to learn how lo distinguish between 
a living man and a cadaver. Ray was wilh 
Dick in my consulting-room whilst you were 
there unconscious, and if he was a corpse, all 
I can say is that he was an uncommonly lid- 
gctly one." 

"Does Jim know?" 

"Yes." 

"Oh, I'm so glad for him! Ray was always 
his hero." Her eyes shone with excitement. 
"1 can hardly belicvc'it's true." 

"t can hardly believe all that's happening 
retorted the Doctor. "Dick breezes 












because he says his wife will be 
wondering where he's gol to, and he musl 
call to see Mark Phillips cm Ihe way." 
"Who's Mark Phillips?" 



"As far as 1 could gather, he's the chap 
from whom Ihe gangsters (I mean the nther 
gangsters) stole a car. Il seems the owner had 
had il specially tuned up, so that although il 
didn't look much, il would do a terrific speed. 
From what Dick said, I deduced that it had 
been wrecked by a lime-bomb thai your boy- 
friend Jim was messing about with." 

Pru suddenly remembered something. 

"Ken told Mum lhal Jim had blown up the 
gangsters wilh a time-bomb, I couldn't 
believe it." 

"It's iruc. He didn't do it on purpose. I 
understand ihey planted ihe bomb here, and 
when Jim tried to dispose of it they gol a 
taste of their own medicine." 

"Here? Why Ihen, Jim saved our lives! l! 
was jolly brave of him to take it away." 

"I thought so, too," said the Doctor 
quietly. "Thai's why I gave him a shol of 
some special stuff 1 had when I was in Ihe 
Forces, so that he wouldn't miss the fun. The 
Vicar has gol a friend of his down from 
M.I. 5, and they've borrowed my car - or 
should I say Dick's car? Dick's driving to go 
and arrest Professor Gog and rescue Ray and 
his scienlisl-rriend. Jim and Ken have gone 
with them. You must use your own judgment 
whether you lell your mother." 

Pru passed a hand over her forehead. 

"You're making me dizzy! Is this Professor 
the head of the gang?" 

"They think he is," replied ihe Doctor 
grimly, "bul 1 know belter!" 

A voice came to them faintly from down- 
stairs. The Doctor opened the door and 
called "Yes?" 

"Cup of colfee for you, Dr, Briggs! Will 
you come down for it, or shall I ■- " 

"I'll come down, lhank you. T've finished 
up here." He turned to Pru again. "I've just 
come from the hospital. I've been trying to 
save the life of the gangster who wasn't killed 
outright. " 

"Poor chap! I hope you succeeded!" 

"7 Ihink so, but he doesn'l - with the result 
that Ite talked rather freely. Gog is a traitor. 
bul ihe head of Ihe gang is Lord Figtrec!" 

Pin's mother called up Ihe stairs again. 

"It's gelling cold. Doctor! Come along!" 

"Then Burglar Bill and his friend are going 
to the wrong house!" wailed Pru. "However 
can we let them know?" 

"I've told Ihe police, and they're going to 
get a message through. They won't do any- 
thing themselves now it's a Secret Service 
mailer. Gog had lo be rounded up - it 
doesn't matter much which they get first." 

"But what about Ray and the scientist?" 

"They'll be rescued in lime. I musl go 



now, or your mother will wring my neck." 

He was barely out of the room before Pru 
jumped out of bed and dressed herself as 
quickly as she could. She fell a bil shaky, but 
otherwise all right. She looked round the 
room to make sure she had everything she 
needed, and then, for the first lime, noticed 
Ihe knife stuck in the wall opposite the 
window. 

She stared at it wilh her mouth open, 
hardly able to believe her eyes, Fancy her 
mother not noticing it! She'd have a blue lil 
tfshesawit! 

Pru guessed lhal the gangsters had thrown 
il, but didn'l know how narrowly it had 
missed her beloved Jim. nor that he had Ml 
il there in case Ihere were any fingerprints on 
il. She pulled it out of Ihe wall, decided it 
might come in useful, and stuck il in 
the waistband of her skirt wliere no (me 
would see it. Then she stole quietly down the 
stairs. She could hear her mother talking and 
the Doctor grunting in the living-room. Site 
crept out of the house without them seeing 
her, wondering where Lord Ftgiree lived and 
how she was going lo get there. 

A taxi stood ouiside the door, and the 
driver called to her. She recognised him as a 
man who kepi his cab at Ihe garage where 
Dick worked. 

"'Ow much longer is Ihe Doctor going to 
be'.'" he asked. "I don'l know whether 'c 

jusl grunted." 

"I should think he'll be ages." said Pru. 
"Mother's giving him a cup of coffee." 

"Well, I'm not wailin' any longer," 
grumbled the man. ""E'll 'ave to ring up if 'e 
wants me again." 

He was just moving off when Pra ran after 






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"lord Figtree's house." 

'"Lah-dwlah!" The man looked impressed. 
He reached behind him and opened Ihe door. 
"Comin' up in the world, aren't we?" 

"Down," corrected Pru, gelling in. "He's 
a bad man." 

The cabby looked shocked. 

"Yer mustn't say things like lhat. W'y, "e's 
a Baron!" He lei in his clutch, and Ihe cab 
jerked to a slan. 

"A bold, bad Baron!" said Pru lirmly. 
settling hack lo enjoy the ride. 



It seemed a very' long way, and Pru fell her 
courage ebbing. When at last the driver 
pointed out a large and hideous mansion, she 
made him drive past il a little way and put 
her down out of sight of the windows. She 
had just enough money in her ridiculous 
little pocket to pay the fare and add a small 
lip. Site didn't know how she was going to 
get home again. Oh, well worry about that 
later. She might not have the chance to go 
home again - ever! 

She had a good look round from the lop 
of the wall, and soon saw a rotile by which 
she could approach Ihe house without being 
spoiled. 

At one point, as she crept through the 
undergrowth keeping a sharp eye on the 
house, she saw a man appear al one of the 
upper windows of an octagonal turret above 
the cast wing. She hid herself behind a bush, 
and watched. There seemed lo be something 
familiar aboul him, bul she couldn't place 
him at lhat distance until he pushed open Die 
window and began lo lower a long while 
Ihing which she soon realised was a length of 
knotted sheeting. It musl be Ray! She 
noticed thai his right arm was in a sling. 

The improvised rope-ladder was very short. 
He would never be able to jump from the end 
of il without breaking some bones and per- 
haps killing himself. 

Someone else was now at the window, 
leaning out and looking seated. Glad some- 
one had some sense! Bul whatever was Ray 
doing wilh a nurse? Did Lord Figtrec loriuic 
his captives and then provide all the amenities 
of a nut sing home to restore them lo health? 

Pru noticed lhat Ray was standing behind 
the girl al the window. As lie was evidently 
friendly with her, Ihere could surely be no 
harm in creeping forward and showing her- 



self si> long as she wasn't observed by any 
of the gang who might be watching. 

I he shrubbery was now thicker, and as 
she weaved her way through it she could no 
longer see the windows of the little tower. 

Suddenly something crashed into the 
bushes [tear her. She couldn't see what n was 
or where it had come from, but it was 
enough that she had been detected. In a 
momentary panic she thrashed her way 
through the undergrowth; then, recovering 
her courage and senses at the same time, 
crouched us still as a mouse in the densest 
thicket she could find. 

She hardly dared to breathe as she realised 
that the shrubbery was being searched. The 
hunter was moving very stealthily, but she 
could hear the rustle of foliage and tlie 
occasional snapping of a twig, tier heart 
thumped so loudly she was sure the enemy 
must hear it. She felt in hei skirt and took 
out the knife, determined to defend herself if 
she were in danger of being kidnapped again. 

Hie leaves in front of her were parted, and 
j face at least as apprehensive as her own was 
thrust through. She and Jim stared at otic 
another with such flabbergasted e*|"cssrous 
that if there had been anyone else to observe 
deem that person would have been in danger 
of laughing till he did himself an injury. 

■"Pru!" gasped Jim, astonishment, relief, 
and devotion chasing across his face. 

"Pru! Whatever are you doing here?" 

"The injured gangster told fir. Bviggs thai 
Lord h'igtrcc was the head of the gang, not 
Professor Gog, and the Doctor [old me, so 1 
came to rescue Ray. Why aren't you with the 
others at Gog's house?" 

"I thought I saw a signal from the little 
tower, and as Burglar Bill told us he thought 
I igtrec was a sinister chap, I decided to 
investigate." 

•'Why didn't you tell the others?" 

"Well, 1 wasn't sure, and I knew ihey had 
to found up Gog anyway, arid and I rattled 
to gel out of the car because because Ken 
and I quarrelled." 

"What about?" 

"Oh, nothing, really. It wj>m> fault." 
Til bet it waso'I!" 

"Listen, Pro. I've got it ladder under the 
window where Ray is, but I can't get it up 



to the house T 
"Of courser 

They reached the ladder unobserved, and 
with Pru standing on the bottom rung and 
hanging backwards grasping Ihe Ihird rung, 
Jim managed to prop it against the. walj. Ray 
was no longer looking out, and they didn't 




grullly. as if his chest hurt. "Go quickly, 
before I change my mind!" 

Jim gave a low whistle. Ray peered over 
ihe edge, his face haggard. He didn't look so 
much surprised as annoyed when he saw Jim. 

Jim was so taken aback that he stam- 
mered "I've e-coirtc to help you to g-get out. 
It was P-Pru in the sh-shrubbery, she's hold- 
ing the ladder." 

"No one can help me. Jim," said Ray. 
"Save yourself, and Pru. There's no escape 

Jim instinctively looked down at Pru, as if 
to say. "Well, what do you think of that?" 
forgetting that she was loo far away to hear. 
It was the first time he had looked down, and 
his head swam. Ray noticed his vertigo, and 
a strong arm heaved him over the sill and 
inlo the room, A lovely girl with an inex- 
pressibly sorrow fill expression stood by the 
door, a key in her hand. She was dressed as a 

"Anna, this is my young cousin. Jim," said 
Ray, with a sort of weary politeness. "Jim. 
this is Miss Anna - I'm sorry. I don't know 

"Miss Anna S/cvyinaiiowski. She can't 
leave till you've gone, Jim, so if you feel like 
tackling that ladder 

Jim was no baby, but for WW reason he 
fell near to tears. Iherc was something tragic 
here, and he couldn't understand it. 

Then Ray drew in his breath sharply, and 
sank hack until he was half sitting on the 
window-sill. 

"Anna!" he said, leaning forward icnsclv 



ising the household, so Jim, conscious of 

twmtrl the dangling end of the knotted sheets, 
and began to swarm up towards the window. 
He had nearly reached his goal when a 
trousered leg appeared over the sill. He 
recognised Ihe voice thai belonged to it as 
that of his cousin Ray. Ray was saying, very 



"'Not not particularly. Why are >ou 
looking at me so strangely?" 

Jim would have liked to know thai, too, 
t>ut Ray didn't answer. 

""What was your father's occupation"'" 
.femanded Ray, ' 

"Physicist. Why?*' 

Anna looked at him with mingled bewildcr- 
ncitt and hope. 

"Yes. Don't tell me you know him " 
"Not very well. Hut led Mine did. Ihey 
wurked together." 

"7/itfc".' You mentioned the name but 1 



wasn't - I couldn't ... Is Ted [he same as 
Id ward?" Ray nodded, 
"father used to write to htm. but they 

"They did. That's doubtless why Ted was 
kept away from this house." 

"Where did they meet?" 

" 'Shangri-la'," answered Ray. His eyes 
never left her as he walked over to Iter and 
took tier hands. He looked grave, but the 
expression on Anna's face reminded Jim of 
the dawn. 

"Then he's out of their power!" she ex- 
claimed joyously. 

Ray gripped her hands more tightly. 

"Yes," he said slowly. '"He's out of their 

His solemnity conveyed its message to her 
at last. Her face seemed to crumple up, and 
she fell sobbing on his shoulder. Ray put his 
arms round her and held her close. 

"You should be glad, Anna," he whispered, 
his lips against her hair. "He died a free man. 
happy amongst his friends. And now you are 
free, too. You loo are out of their power." 

When she lifted her face again, it was 
ravaged but resolute. She walked across lo the 

"Will you go first, Jim?" she asked. 

Without a moment's hesitation, Jim swung 
himself over the sill. When he was on the 
ladder. Anna swarmed down after him, and 
he guided her ice! on to Ihe rung. Then he 
gripped the sides of the ladder firmly. Ins 
arms encircling her, so that she had both 
hands free lo help Ray. They reached the 
ground safely. 

"This." said Jim proudly, "is Pru." 

Anna smiled tremulously, and Ray said, 
"1'hankx lor helping us lo escape. We'd 
never have done it without you and Jim.'' 

Before Pru could answer, a grating voice 

"Weil return by way of Ihe stairs, if it's all 

Tltey all whirled to face the speaker. It was 
"Gaiters." He had a tommy-gun at his hip, 

ami an expression on his lace which indicated 
that he would have no objection to using it. 



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The Editor's Office 

EAGLE 

43 Shoe Lam, London, EC4 

TO help us plan out future policy and 
supply you with failures which you 
will all enjoy, wc would very much 
like to k no w more about your likes and 
dislikes. We have already asked you about 
your hobbies and pastimes. This time we 
want to know, for example, who are your 
favourite characters in British history, what 
you enjoy most in fiction, and your pre- 
ferences on many other subjects. 

In order lo obtain this information wc arc 
arranging a scries of competitions, the find of 
which you will find in this week's Competition 




Probably many of you will like to hear 
about the first trip oT the eagle Quo - 
l he visit to Silvcrstonc Races. Here is a 
report written by one of the Club members 
- Michael Gill of Clocthorpcs:- 

"ll was very exciting to go on my first long 
railway journey alone from CJeethoipes 10 
Birmingham. There wc were met* by the 
officials of m.Li Club and (he iwemy-live 
of us invited on this trip soon goi to know 
each other. Then we walked 10 a Kestaurani 
and had fish and chips and ice-cream. After 
that we went lo the Odoon where wc had ice- 
cream. After the show, we had another 
supper and our get-together, and felt quiet 
and excited. Wc collected our luggage as wc 
were lo sleep on tlie train and travel over- 
night, which was another new experience. It 
was rather noisy on the nation, but being 
tired i was soon asleep. When wc woke in the 
morning, wc were at Northampton. A bus 
was waiting to take us to breakfast and then 

"The roads were very crowded with buses, 
cars and motor-bikes. When wc had managed 
to gel into the car park we walked round ihe 



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track to the Grand Stand at Si owe Corner 
where scats were booked for us and there we 
were given a cardboard box with our lunch 
in it and lemonade and ginger beer to drink. 
The crowds of people made it very exciting. 

First, there was the race of small cars -two 
heals, and then the final. Then Raymond 
Mays showed ofT the new B.R.M. 

"Al 2 o'clock the King and Queen and 
Princess Margaret came to the race and wc 
got a good view of them as they drove round 
the track, and when they came to watch the 
race later from a near-by stand. The big race, 
the Grand Prix d~ Europe, was a very thrilling 
one which went on for 70 laps, though the 
Italians looked as though Ihcy were going to 
win, right from the start. While it was going 
on, we had lea provided for us and more 
ginger pop. 

"After the race was over, wc went across 
ihe track and saw the Royal Box and some of 
Ihe racing cars. We managed to get several 
autographs. We ihen made our way back lo 
Ihe bus, most of us feeling very lired after a 
new and exciting day. When wc got back to 
Northants, we had supper and Ihen made our 
way to the sleeper which took us back to 
Birmingham. 

"'1 arrived home very tired bul very thankful 
fur all that had been done for me to have had 
an enjoyable weekend. I say a very big 
"Thank you' lo FAGL.E." 



Wr have now despatched all the Member- 
ship Cards to those of you who applied 
during the first Ihree weeks, but we are left 
with many names without addresses and some 
letters without any name. If you sent in an 
application for membership and have not yet 
had your Badge, Certificate, and Membership 
Card, send a letter with your name, address, 
and birthday printed in BLOCK LETTERS 
and say the dale on which you posted your 
teller. Mark your envelope fa«-i.i:, Oept. 
N.B.. Oilley House, New Street Square, 
London, E.C.J. 

Yours sircercly, 

THE EDITOR 



COMPETITION CORNER 

There air prizes for all the competitions again this week. You earn send all your entries 
in one envelope, but please pal your answer to eaeh competition on a separate piece of 
paper and out your name and address and Club number on each. Address to Competition, 

EAGI .£, 4 New Street Square, London, E.C.4. 
1. EAGLE CROSSWORD A prize of a £1 National Savings Certificate 
will go lo the sender of Ihe first correct solution opened on June 12th. If you don't 
want to cut oul the puzzle to send in, write out Ihe answers against each number 
and send them in. 


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2 He lost his ship (7) IV Advertisement (abbr.) (2) 

3 French conjunction (2) 23 The dog has one, probably (1, 4) 

4 P.C. 49's name (9) 24 Office worker (51 

5 Famous cricketer's. Christian name 25 Sweet stuff (4) 

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2. POPULARITY COMPETITION, N«. 1 (see Editors Utter). 
Write on a postcard, in order numbered 1 lo 6, your choice of the six most popular 
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CAPTAIN PUGWASH 




Lash Lonergan's Quest 



By MOORE RAYMOND 




Chapter 9 
Ijtsh Umergan's Revenge 

-WT ASH heard Dago and Greasy Joe 
murmuring in the next room, bul he 
.could not hear a single word they 









Lash Loner- 



He could not believe lint t 
gan was lying a prist met in the hands of a 
man who had murder in his eyes. 

What did Dago plan for the morning*? 
Dare he tarry out his implied threat? 

r>resentiy Dago came in with a lamp and a 
towel. Within a minute [.ash was effectively 
gagged. 

Alone in the darkness once more, he won- 
dered if he had the power to send a "mulga 
wire" - liLe Mopoke and other blacks who 
seemed to be able to project their thoughts. 

He thought (if Rawhide and Squib, pic- 
luring ihcm in his mind. At the same lime he 
forced the message 10 beat in his brain: 
"SOS, Rawhide and Squib! SOS, Rawhide 
and Squib!" Every time his mind started to 
wander, he brought it back to the urgent call: 
"SOS, Rawhide and Squib!" 

Then somehow his mind refused to work 
any more , , . and he fell asleep. 

Suddenly it was dawn. Dago and Greasy 
Joe were standing over him. (hey untied the 
rones round his feet, but left the whip- round 
his wrists. 

Without removing the gag, and without 
wailing for the stiffness to go out of bis 
cramped limbs, the foreman and his mate 
each look an arm and hustled l.ash out of the 
100m. He grunted with cramp as they hauled 
him down the steps and across [he clearing 
in Iron! of Ihe homestead. 

No sound came from Ihe men's huts. The 
stockmen were all asleep 

Half-walking, half-dragged. Lash was fifty 
yards inside the scrub wnen he heard a gentle 
whinny. He looked up 10 see a beautiful black 
horse. It was Monarch. 

There was another horse, too. Beside the 
second horse stood an aborigine. It was 
Yabbayabba, armed with boomerang, nulla- 
nualta, and spears. The huge, almost-naked 
black greeted Lash with an evil grin. 

The helpless roughridcr was hoisted into 
Monarch's sadille. Greasy Joe lied a piece of 
rope to his left foot, ran it under the horse's 
belly, and tied il lo the other loot. Now it was 
impossible lor him to dismount. 

Dago spoke and hi ihe dawn light his 
usually swarthy lace looked grey and drawn. 

"You're fight. Lash." he said m a croaky 
voice. "I haven't got the guts to do you in. 
But from now on you're in the hands of a man 
who isn't so squeamish. 1 don't want this to 
happen to you. but you're getting lo know too 
much about me and The Hunchback and 
things thai are going on. You'll be found 
somewhere up there where they found your 
uncle. So far as we three arc concerned, we 
haven't seen you since Ihe celebrations at 
Oonawidgec lasi night. So you see. Lash, you 
k'rrn'i smart enough for me after all." 
■U- gave an order (o the Mack. Yabba- 



The hurtling ftnomeriwig .» 



yabba took Monarch's bridle, sprang on to 
his own horse, and rode off with Ijish towards 
Ihe hills. 

As Yabbayabba walked his horse through 
the mulga scrub. Monarch followed obedi- 
entry. 

Lash's brain worked furiously, trying to 
think of some way of escape. 

There was one consolation his gag was 
working loose. By creasing the back of his 
neck, and al the same lime furiously moving 
his lips and ]aws, he gradually slackened [he 
hastily tied knot. 

- As they had got too far into ihe bush for 
Lash to attract anyone's attention by yelling. 
he contented himself wilh gulping great lung- 

"So t'm going lo be found dead in the bush, 
like Uncle Peter T said Lash to himself. "Not 
on your life, Dago, not on your crooked life!" 

Welling his bruised lips, ihe roughrider 
swallowed hard, then spoke softly. 

"Yabbayabba," 

The black fellow swung round with a 
ferocious expression and exclaimed: "You 
yellem me killern!" At the same time he 
raised his spear menacingly. 

"Oh, pull your head in!" said Lash wilh a 
laugh that belied the breathless anxiety he 
felt. "Mc no yeliem," he added casually. 

The black eyed him for a few seconds 
before lowering the spear. 

After a while the roughridcr spoke again. 
"Yabbayabba. you no killem this feller today, 
tomorrow, sometime," said Lash in a tone of 
mingled certainty and warning. 

The black did not reply. 

"Yabbayabba," continued Lash evenly. 
"Suppose you killem this feller, eh' 1 Police- 
man fella catchem you. Big feller judge 
hangem you dead." 

The black half-turned and replied deiisi- 
vely: "No feller caichem Yitbbayabba. No 
police fella catchem this feila, mine linkit!" 




The. ii'in;hi!iirr , 



"This fella," continued Yabbayabba, 
"tixem Missa Lonergan longa gully." 

■What!" 

"Bui nobody catchem ihis fella, ch'VNow 
his smile was a gloating one as he watched 
lash's hornlied reaction. 

"So it was <-„h who killed my uncle!" 
cried Lash, straining al the I hongs that bound 
his hands. "I always ihoughi il wasn't an 

Again the white quart/ lip of the spear 
came up to point at ihe roughrider. 

I.ash suhsitled. His sudden docility was not 
due to fear of Yabbayabba "s threat ft was 
because his bonds were loosening He fought 
back his anger and looked as subdued as 
possible. 

Yabbayabba pui [he horses into a walk. 

"Why you killem Mr. Lonergan?" Lash 
whimpered. 

(Though his wrists burned with the pain of 
Ihe chafing bonds, he kept straining them 
Tii-st one way and then the other). 

"Missa Lonergan no likem this fella," 
chuckled Ihe Mack over his shoulder. "This 
lella no likem Missa Lonergan.'' 

■ i- taction by fraction, lash was easing the 
plaited ihong thai was rubbing Ihe skin from 
his wrists). 

"Why you no likem he no litem T asked 
the young man meekly. 

Yabbayabba turned with a grin of conceit. 

'This fella sleakm cattle, slealem horses 
longa Coolabah Creek." 

(Lash wriggled his lingers. He could feel 
his half-numbed hands begin lo slide out of 

"Mr. Lonergan linkit you stcalem. eh!" he 
asked. 

"Missa Lonergan caichem Ihis fella one 
time. ' snarled the Mack. "Say he tcllcm police 
fella, mine linkit. This fella — " 



Y\hk\i .tun stopped short. He flashed a 
suspicious glance at 1-ash ami slipped 

Lash struggled swiftly to gel his hands free, 
but the black fellow was loo quick for him. 

"Baal, baal!" shouted the aborigine, twist- 
ing Ihe whip around Lash's wrists. 

lash grilled his teeth and cursed himself 
fur being so impatient as to give himself away. 
Now Yabbayabba would be doubly careful. 

The hlackfeliow. tighi-Iipned and angry, 
gave him a malevolent stare. Lash saw no 
mercy in those eyes. 

Yabbayabba remounted and rode on. hold- 
ing Monarch's reins so short thai ihe two 
horses walked side by side through the scrub. 

Lash looked up at the cloudless blue sky 
. . . then around him at ihe mulga, the 
gidyea, Ihe sandalwood trees and the salt bush 

"Surely." thought Lash, "this can't be my 
last morning in the bush land I love. SOS, 
Rawhide ami Squib! How I wish you were 
here now !" 



The mood of despair passed swiftly. Once 
more Lash turned his mind to ihe problem of 
escape. He knew there was not much time lo 
go. Already they had reached the flat, hard 
claypans bordering ihe edge of the dried-up 
Coolabah Creek. 

Already they were approaching the hills 
where murder had been done nit long ago 
and where murder was planned for loday. 

"Whatever happens," Lash told himself. 
"I'll go down lighting. I won't jusi sit quiet 
and let him . . ." 

He wondered how Yabbayabba would 
attempt the crime. If lie had some clue to the 
method, it migh' inspire a plan of escape. 

"Yabbayabba," he said at last. 

The aborigine gave him a biiier glance, but 

"Yabbayabba." said Lash again. "You 
spearem this fella, sometime police fella come 
longa here, lindem this fella speared by 
Mack fella Soon lindem Yabbayabba." 

The black grinned craftily and replied : "No 
spearem." After a while he added : "This, lella 
given one bang longa head. Sometimes one 
fella lindem you. Fella tinkil horse shy, you 
faltcm oil. hiitem head longa log." 

Lash realised how easily such a crime could 
be made lo look like an accident just as 
Uncle Peter's death was thought to be rnis- 

The blackfcHuw reined his horse to a hall. 
Hc slid off and, moving lo Monarch's offside, 
wem to untie the rope around Lash's ankle. 

The roughrider kicked out wilh tremendous 
speed and force. The black ducked in a Hash. 
The high heel of lash's cla.aic -sided riding 
boot clunked against the friay head. 

Il was a blow thai would have stunned a 
white man. The black shook his head angrily 
ami. before lash could recover his balance, 
gripped the young man's leg in a vice of 

Within a few seconds he was tlung to tl>e 
ground with brutal force, and the rope was 
lashed lightly round his ankles. 

"Mine linkit you say em prayers," said 
Yabbayabba. "This fella sayem prayers too," 
He began to mumble strange words. 

The black threw down his boomerang. 
Ntiw he was armed wilh hts spear and nulla 
nulla. Holding the snear in one hand and the 
club in the other, he continued lo twitch and 
mumble as lie advanced on the roughridcr. 

Two yards away from Lash, the Mack 
[lues* down his spear. 

Grasping his club in both hands, he stepped 
up to make the fatal Mow. 

Lash kicked and struggled in a superhuman 
effort to get free. Rut the bonds held him. 

Yabbayabba lifted his nullanulra. 

Then Lash saw the hurtling boomerang. 
Spinning and glinting in ihe sunlight, ii 
swerved and swooped at Yabbayabba 's head. 

Tile black, catching lash's startled glance 
al ihe same time as he heard the swish of the 
boomerang, ducked lust in lime. 

Ihe weapon sailed over his head, swung in 
an arc, and went spinning back to its thrower 
concealed behind a nearby coolabah tree. 

Yabbayabba turned in a Hash and stood 
alert, watchful, rigid like an ebony statue. 

"Mo-poke!" came a plaintive call. 

"Mopoke!" cried Lash in delight. Since no 
mopoke bird ever called in daylight, he knew 
it was his aboriginal friend. 

"You no killem this fella now," said Lash 
in quiet, level, confident tones. "Mopoke 
walchem. Mopoke lellem police." 

The black made a throaty, snarling sound. 
He knew Lash was right. Now there was a 
witness, so he must gut rid of (his witness. 

Lash now realised thai his lite depended on 
the outcome of this duel between Ihe two 
black men. 

Yabbayabba kept his eyes lised on the iiee 
that concealed Mopoke. 



I •• fie continued 



REAL LIFE MYSTERIES 




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THE LONELY SAILOR 

Altheageof twelve Joshua Slocum ran away 
to sea from his Nova -Scolia home. Starting as 
cook's assistant, he became an able seaman a I 
sixteen, hy which time he had sailed round 
most of Ihe seven seas. He look command ol* 
hit firs* -irii |> when he was 25. Then his adven- 



tures began. Wrecked olT Alaska he built a 
small sailing boat out of the wreckage and 
turned up in San Francisco when everyone 
believed him dead. Iscm.. he was C-aplain of a 
Email sailing vessel, then of a tiny steamer 
buiil by himself in a lonely bay on she China 
coasl, then ol a 90-lon schooner. At the age 
of 4S Captain Slocum Ibund himself out of a 



job. An old friend said to him: '"Come to my 
farm and I'll give you a ship." The 'ship' was 
a rotten old yacht lying in a field, her timbers 
falling apart. "I'll rebuild her," said Captain 
Joshua, and for Ihe next ten years he sailed 
Ihe Spray down lo (he West Indies every 
winter. He wrote two wonderful books about 
his adventures. He protected himself off 



hostile shores by scattering tin-tacks on the 
deck! The natives who once came aboard 
while he slept below, "howled like a pack of 
hounds!" In 1909 65-year-old Captain 
Joshua sailed lo the Orinoco River. He was 
never heard of again. 



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